Revenge of the Hideous Lady (Xyla Quest) novel Chapter 1815

“Okay,” Xyla Quest said.

“Be a good girl, and I’d give you my life,” Stanley Batton said.

Xyla nodded repeatedly. Her eyes turned even redder. “All right, I’ll be a good girl. Darling, I called you because I have another request.”

A curious look appeared in Stanley’s eyes. “Do you need my help to bring men over to guard the underground palace?”

He could figure out what his wife had in mind even before she said it.

“Yes, that’s it.”

“That won’t be a problem. I’ll get the president to send you an army,” Stanley agreed as if sending an army was as simple as wearing clothes or having a meal.

‘That’s an entire army.’ Xyla thought to herself.

There’d be at least ten thousand troops.

Moreover, this wasn’t something an ordinary person could accomplish.

“Won’t that be too many?” Xyla asked.

“Not at all… leave it to me,” he assured her. “You’ll probably also need professional logistics assistance, too?”

“Yeah,” Xyla answered.

“I’ll get you a team of experts,” Stanley replied calmly.

Everything Xyla wanted to do, he had already considered it for her.

Xyla felt extremely happy. “Okay, thank you, Darling.”

“Silly girl, why would you thank your husband? Have you thought about what you’d do with those treasures?” Stanley asked.

“Of course. I plan to sell some of them,” Xyla told him.

Under such circumstances, anyone who discovered an ancient tomb in Country Z could claim it as theirs.

After that, Xyla hung up and sent the pictures she had taken to her husband.

A look of surprise graced his features when he saw the pictures.

After going through the pictures, Stanley returned to the conference room.

He sat on his original seat and glanced at the sales manager.

“Continue,” he said, his usually detached and cool demeanor reappearing again.

The handsome sales manager immediately stood up and continued his presentation respectfully.

When Xyla saw that Stanley didn’t reply to her, she carried her phone and returned to the mine.

Right then, the bodyguards spread out to surround the mine with another group patrolling the foot of the hill.

Security was so tight even a fly wouldn’t be able to make its way past them.